(To the tune of “Iona” from A Celtic Romance by Jeff and Mychael Danna)

When the dews of Spring turn to frost
And crystalize petals that once were abloom,
One warm breath can thaw them like May

Not far away
Not so far away

When grey clouds grow sullenly dark
Enshrouding meadows in their chill embrace,
One strong wind can bring back the day

Not far away
Not so far away

You were the Autumn with leaves in your hair
Our revels were joyful; your kisses so fair
I dream of those harvests when branches lay bare
And lo, though deep lay the snow and the wind may blow

You are not so far away
You are not so far away from me here
Soon the sun will rise
Light will flood our eyes
Winter will pass; the cool verdant grass will grow
And we will know that

We will never part again.

So I sing beneath wheeling stars
Though my cry drowns in the waves of the sea
Waiting for the day I will be

Not far away
Not so far away
Not far away from my love eternal